I have a UK spouse and you are pretty much on the money when you say that we don't want to whine and moan and complain too much, so as not to give offense. I try to compliment the country as much as complain about it, and there ARE plenty of things to compliment it about. It is handy having hubby there to ask questions of - I'm forever asking "What's that?", "What did he say?" "How does that work?" A complete pest, I'm sure. With an American spouse you wouldn't have this font of information, but you would have someone to commiserate with.
My hubby is a sweetheart and is way ahead of most guys in social development, but I moved here to HIS flat in HIS city in HIS country with HIS family and HIS friends, so he hasn't had to make many adjustments at all, other than having another person to share the cooking and cleaning....and occasionally steal the covers.
I feel that he really has no idea what I've been going through and the other day I told him he needed to develop a little more empathy.
It's amazing how a change like this can completely throw you. I, too, have had that persistent insecurity and tendency to cocoon. How do people who move to Brazil or China or someplace where the culture, language, and social structure is COMPLETELY different, do it? Kudos to them.
Something that really bothered me was the anti-American sentiment on TV and in the papers. But, my hubby and his brother said that they do that to EVERYONE - French, Germans, etc. They aren't really anti-American, they just LOVE a good debate. And what better subject than American politics? Since finding that out, I feel better about being here.
I think one thing that makes the adjustment more difficult is the reality being so different from the preconceived image. The stereotype of British people is of being very proper and polite and reserved - the man in the bowler hat with a walking stick. But Brits aren't really anything like that, are they? My mouth has dropped open at the yellow journalism, inflamatory and vitriolic interviews, and the interaction in the House of Commons! Eek, no polite reserve there!
Have I changed? Sometimes I think I change every day, and sometimes I think I haven't changed since finger painting in first grade. Since coming here, maybe it's still too early to tell. But one thing is for sure, it's definitely a growth experience. One day I love it here, the next day not so much. I think I'll adjust okay, though. Time will tell.